The Pale Bridge

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The Pale Bridge

Act I Aoife Lenehan, a border guard who owed more in medical bills than she had earned in wages, stood at the edge of the scree slope where the river cut a black throat through the September frost. The shutter at the station banged all night, a rhythmic hammering against the wood that matched the thud of her own pulse. She wanted the smuggler. She wanted the money to keep her mother’s lungs...

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